11: Hipster alpaca head! Girl Sangwen! Rankings soar!

Chapter 11: Literary Alpaca Head! The Young Girl Sang Wen! Rankings Soar!

Guangxin Palace, Li Yunrui's bedchamber.

Little Crown Prince Li Chengqian excitedly ran over with Li Chang'an's poem to show it off.

"Aunt! Aunt!"

"Quick, look at Uncle Prince Yong's poem!"

At this time, Li Yunrui was in her twenties, even more charming and beautiful.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian loved running to her place.

He, of course, didn't know that Li Yunrui had been perfectly aware of everything that happened last night.

She looked at the handsome little Crown Prince and still subconsciously shook her head.

In terms of clear and handsome appearance, her younger brother, Li Chang'an, was still a cut above.

No, it should be His Highness Prince Yong now.

"Crown Prince, your Uncle Prince Yong certainly has some talent."

"But his early ennoblement as a prince truly struck a chord with His Majesty's thoughts."

Li Chengqian, however, seemed not to hear, staring blankly at Li Yunrui's exquisite face.

Unconsciously, drool flowed to the ground.

Li Yunrui murmured, "My dear Emperor Qing, whatever you wish, your little sister will surely help you accomplish."

"Whatever you need, your little sister will give you."

"The Northern Qi Delegation, don't even think about leaving with their heads held high."

As she muttered to herself, her sneering face turned gloomy.

That stubborn obsession in her heart resurfaced.

"Your little sister will surely work hard and won't be inferior to Ye Qingmei!"

Shuning Palace, Noble Consort Shu's bedchamber.

The young Noble Consort Shu had been sitting motionless for over two hours.

Her eyes were vacant, her Soul wandering far away!

"The young Prince is truly talented..."

"Using the simplest words to write the most moving poetry!"

"Chengze, don't you agree!"

Six-year-old Li Chengze had an alpaca-style haircut that covered half his face.

His expression was as vacant, or rather, as focused, as his mother's.

Looking at the three poems in his hand, he trembled with excitement.

"How on earth did my young Uncle Prince come up with them!"

"White fur, red palms, green water, clear ripples..."

"Vivid! Elegant! Immersive!"

"Mother, I'm so familiar with these words!"

Li Chengze grew more and more excited as he spoke, "Why!"

"Why... can't I write such soulful poetry!"

Deeply influenced and inherited from Noble Consort Shu, he loved reading and enjoyed poetry and prose!

Li Chengze mumbled a few more words, appearing somewhat eccentric.

Then, he slammed his hand on the table!

Afterward, he stylishly tossed his alpaca-style hair!

"Mother! I've decided!"

"From today onward, I will specialize in poetry and prose!"

"I want to be one of the two literary pillars of Great Qing, alongside Uncle Prince Yong!"

Noble Consort Shu nodded heavily, sparks of hope igniting in her eyes!

"Good son! Your mother will surely help you!"

"In the future, the literary world of Great Qing will surely have a place for my son Chengze!"

Li Chengze said solemnly, "Your son will not fail his mission!"

The mother and son smiled at each other, then began to bury themselves in books... On the main street of the capital.

Xin Qiwu, a minor official from the Court of State Ceremonial, walked at the end of the procession.

Today was the day to bid farewell to the Northern Qi Delegation as they left the capital.

The situation this time was somewhat different from usual.

If it were in the past, when a great literary figure like Cui Shen left the city, a large number of scholars would surely see him off.

But today, the streets were remarkably quiet.

Xin Qiwu knew that the Northern Qi Delegation would not be leaving so comfortably.

Cui Shen and Wei Bi walked at the very front of the procession, feeling a bit desolate.

As the procession passed a restaurant, many scholars suddenly poured out onto the second and third-floor balconies.

Some scholars even cupped their hands in farewell to Cui Shen.

At this moment, suddenly a few drunken scholars started to jeer.

"Cui, the Five-character Great Wall... is broken!"

""Asshole" Marquis... farewell!"

As soon as these two drunken remarks were uttered, the atmosphere abruptly changed!

All the Southern Qing scholars couldn't help but burst into laughter!

The former trace of respect had completely vanished!

Cui Shen merely smiled bitterly, while Wei Bi's face flushed red with anger!

It's over! It's over!

His reputation is completely ruined now!

"Lord Cui, why don't you sell your poems to me from now on? You can't write anymore anyway!"

"That one with eyes on his backside, perhaps he's too befuddled to see the road!"

"Hahaha! Welcome back, "Asshole" Marquis, anytime!"

Wei Bi was fuming but couldn't argue back with so many people.

He could only say bitterly, "Such a Southern Qing, better not to come!"

However, this restaurant was just the beginning.

The further they got from the imperial palace, the more unrestrained the farewell ceremony became.

When they passed a teahouse, a banner was directly hung up on the teahouse.

"The Five-character Great Wall, fallen in Southern Qing!"

""Asshole" Marquis, fleeing to the Northern Frontier!"

Dozens of teahouse patrons even shouted these two lines!

The Northern Qi Delegation wished they could flee with their tails between their legs.

As the delegation passed a song and dance hall, some singing girls and musicians, like orioles and swallows, even displayed various doggerel poems.

On the balcony of the song and dance hall, there were even a few little girls, eight or nine years old.

Among them, three little girls had bright eyes, white teeth, and were as delicate as carved jade.

They were truly beauties in the making!

Even more unusual was that the two wearing green were twins, looking exactly alike.

As the Northern Qi Delegation walked away, the girl in red showed a crestfallen expression.

She said to the twins, "Great Qi, Little Qi, you two are entering the palace tomorrow."

The green-clad girl's eyes welled up with tears, "Sang Wen, we might never see you again in this life."

Little Sang Wen's face showed bitterness, "Being a palace maid is better than a lifetime of selling smiles."

The proprietress, hearing this, glared fiercely at Sang Wen.

"If you want to live, you'd best forget completely about them entering the palace!"

Little Sang Wen's voice trembled as she said, "I understand... Mama."

...Three poems at five years old, a child Genius!

With the deliberate efforts of certain individuals, Li Chang'an's reputation spread completely.

On the morning a few days later, Emperor Qing's official imperial decree also arrived.

"Imperial Third Brother Chang'an, filial and generous, exceptionally intelligent."

"Born with knowledge of rites and music, gentle and serene, greatly enhancing the nation's literary style."

"..."

"Ennobled as Prince Yong, to establish his own manor and administration after completing his primary education."

"Granted a hundred taels of gold and a thousand taels of silver!"

"Adding a hundred eunuchs and a hundred palace maids to Shuning Palace!"

A few more days passed, and the System began to settle the various rankings.

【Your Literary Ranking has risen to 81st place!】

【Your Power Ranking has risen to 220th place!】

【Your Wealth Ranking has risen to 4560th place!】

Because all three poems were masterpieces, Li Chang'an's Literary Ranking directly soared into the top hundred!

Poetry in the Joy of Life World was too scarce.

As Li Chang'an had expected, writing poetry was indeed a shortcut to improving one's Literary Ranking!

Power refers to authority and status, how many matters one can oversee, and how many people one controls.

A princely title was already at the pinnacle, but Li Chang'an had not yet established his own manor.

Therefore, he did not control many people, and he had no administrative power whatsoever.

A powerful regional official or an influential capital official would have more power than Li Chang'an.

Emperor Qing bestowed approximately two thousand taels of silver, placing Li Chang'an's Wealth Ranking within the top five thousand.

A county magistrate's annual salary was thirty taels, and a luxurious mansion in the capital cost around two hundred taels.

With two thousand taels of silver, one was considered a wealthy person, free from worries about food and clothing.

Due to the dramatic changes in the three rankings, the System indeed initiated the settlement!

【Your influence in the Joy of Life World has greatly increased, rewarding you with 10,000 Mortal World Points!】

Ten thousand Mortal World Points offered far too many choices for exchange!

Currently, the optimal choices should be Secret Manuals and characters!